Of course, Feng Yi can have a strong combat power that surpasses the past, and naturally it is indispensable to the three bone quenching pills given by Shen Xuan.

But if you take any pill, as long as you swallow it, your own flesh and blood will develop some resistance.

If too much is taken in succession, the efficacy of the pill will gradually weaken as the resistance increases.

However, Feng Yi took three bone quenching pills in a row, but the effect of the medicine did not decrease in the slightest.

At first, Feng Yi was still very confused, but as his comprehension of "Great Compassion Fu" became more and more profound, he immediately understood.

The heart belongs to fire, and the heart is also called the fire of the heart. Burning the Vitality Evil Dragon with the Breath of Heart Fire, the Vitality Aura emitted by it was naturally contaminated with some fire.

The fiery Yuan Force can refine all the medicinal effects contained in the elixir, leaving no trace behind.

Therefore, after swallowing the Quenching Bone Pill one after another, there was no weakening of the efficacy of the drug.

"Childe, it's time for breakfast. Qing'er poked her head out of the kitchen and shouted softly.

Feng Yi responded, put the knife back into the sheath, and went to the well to wash his face and wash.

The breakfast was quite hearty, not only with rice porridge and sauce, but also with a large plate of 'Ningyuan mushrooms' pickled into pickles.

Ning Yuan Mushroom is not a Xuancao elixir, but it can calm the mind of Yuan Li and clear the demonic obstacles in the heart.

This thing is extremely precious, such a large plate is enough to exchange for three small Juyuan Dan.

Since Feng Yi 'went mad' that day, Qing'er went down the mountain again and replaced the few small Juyuan Pills that Feng Yi had left with Ning Yuan mushrooms to pickle.

Because the cultivation method of "Great Compassion Fu" is different from ordinary exercises, it does not need to continuously absorb the vitality of heaven and earth into the body, so Feng Yi no longer needs Xiaoju Yuan Dan to assist in cultivation. It's useless to stay on you, it's better to come back with something useful.

Ning Yuan mushrooms are very precious, and Qing'er is only willing to use small plates to pack them on weekdays, leaving only Feng Yi to eat alone.

Feng Yi couldn't help but smile and ask, "What's the matter?"

Qing'er took the bowl and drank the porridge, as if she felt that the rice porridge was too hot, and put the bowl and chopsticks down.

"Childe, today is your birthday, have you forgotten?"

Feng Yi then remembered that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival on August 15, not only his birthday, but also Qing'er's birthday.

The master and servant, I don't know if it was the fate destined by God, or the cause and effect cultivated in the previous life, they were born on the same day.

Feng Yi smiled warmly, "If you hadn't reminded me, I would have really forgotten." After today, I am really eighteen years old, and Qing'er, you, are also fifteen years old and an adult, and you will no longer be a little girl, but a big girl. ”

As he spoke, he reached out and touched Qing'er's little head.

Then he seemed to think of something again, and quickly withdrew his hand and smiled awkwardly.

Qing'er is no longer a little girl, although she is like a brother and sister, but she is not a brother and sister after all. It seems that this kind of frivolous and ambiguous behavior will have to be noticed in the future.

"Let's go, don't eat, Childe will take you down the mountain to eat good things. ”

Qing'er hurriedly shook her head, "Childe, we don't have much money anymore, so let's save if we can." Besides, isn't there sauce meat, and there are so many Ning Yuan mushrooms, all of which I made with my own hands, and I can't eat such a delicious meal in the city under the mountain. ”

After speaking, she seemed to feel that she was quite suspected of selling and boasting, and the little girl blushed and stuck out her tongue.

Half a month ago, when Feng Yi first returned to the sect, this girl looked very weak and thin because she couldn't keep up with the nutrition of her food, and her face was also very pale, almost sick.

Now that I have my son by my side, I don't have to worry about eating and drinking, and I don't know how much I have a little girlishness. Pink face and peach cheeks, willow eyebrows and bright teeth, there is still a trace of baby fat in the beauty, indescribably cute and beautiful.

Seeing her son-in-law staring at her, Qing'er felt very shy, her head hung down again and again, her face was red and her ears were red, and she seemed to be bleeding when she pinched it.

Feng Yi smiled "haha" and withdrew his gaze.

He insisted on going down the mountain to eat, drink and have fun, Qing'er was a girl after all, and for the sake of long-term planning, he tried his best to dissuade him from wasting more.

White porridge and sauced meat, pickles and flatbreads, the master and servant ate a lot of food.

Qing'er was busy cleaning up the housework again, Feng Yi first worked for half a day, and then practiced knives for two hours.

It wasn't until the evening that he put down the Xuandao in his hand and practiced the martial art 'Bagua You Dragon Palm' attached to the first layer of "Great Compassion Fu".

There are a total of 8864 types of this palm, with the way of flashing and moving, the changes are complicated, and the power is not small.

Feng Yi's knowledge is limited, and he doesn't know which order this palm should be classified into, which level of heaven, earth and people, and which upper, middle and lower products. But after thinking about what he had seen, he found that whether it was Master Xin Li's famous stunt 'Chasing the Wind Sword Technique', or Shen Xuan's Yulin Sect's secret technique 'Falling Leaf Sword Technique', they were all much, much worse than this gossip dragon palm.

"At least it's a ground-level martial art. ”

Feng Yi secretly guessed, and then thought of the past and present life of the Southern Ghost Emperor Du Ziren, who could be the name of the Ghost Emperor, how could the killing skills he created be general?

"Bao Buqi is a heaven-level martial art. ”

No matter which order it is, as long as it is strong and can be used to kill the enemy, it is enough.

Before you know it, night has fallen.

When dinner time came, Feng Yi took a break from his work.

After eating dinner and seeing that it was still early, Feng Yi said, "Do you want to go out for a walk?"

Qing'er is a girl after all, she loves to play the most, she always stays in the medicine garden, and she has long been a little tired.

At the moment, he was busy cleaning up the dishes and chopsticks, and after washing his hands, he pulled Feng Yi and walked down the mountain.

Qiu Laosan and the others died, and another team of Law Enforcement Hall disciples were sent by Zheng Dahu to secretly follow Feng Yi.

It's just that the cultivation of this team of people is obviously much higher than that of Qiu Laosan and others, and the most recent is also a third-layer martial artist who quenches the body. Hanging far away more than 30 zhang away, he was not afraid of losing the master and servant of Feng Yi.

The night is cool, and the full moon is in the sky. It is the festival of the members, but only the master and servant are in the mountains.

Feng Yi had thought about teaching Qing'er to cultivate, but no matter how hard she tried, no matter how hard Qing'er tried, she couldn't capture the vitality outside her body.

Why is this happening? Feng Yi didn't know, and even Master Xin Li couldn't figure it out.

Maybe he knew it, but he couldn't remember it because he had amnesia.

"Who the hell is Master?"

Feng Yi's mind jumped, and he once again recalled his childhood memories because of the change of evil spirits.

In my memory, Master Xin Li once stepped on the clouds. In a shocking battle with the red-haired woman with a crimson flame burning on her body, the sun and the moon trembled, the stars hung upside down, and the sky collapsed.

Both of them have great magical powers, and both of them are Xuan cultivators with great powers.

"It's a pity that Master has lost his memory and forgotten too many things. ”

Looking up to the northwest, under the night, the Lingwu Mountain Range is like a black dragon, lying at the junction of heaven and earth.

"Master, you are still safe in the Lingwu Mountain Range?"

Feng Yi didn't dare to think about it, after all, when the master left, he was only quenching the sixth-level cultivation. There are many demon beasts in the Lingwu Mountain Range, and evil spirits are endless, and the warriors who have cultivated at the sixth level of the body can enter the depths, how can they live?

But Feng Yi believes that the master is definitely not dead.

There is no reason, and there is no need for a reason, just stubborn and self-righteous believing.

"Childe, what do you want?"

The two came to a stream at the bottom of the mountain and sat side by side, Qing'er asked softly.

Feng Yi retracted his gaze, stopped his thoughts, stared at Qing'er under the moonlight, and shook his head.

"It's been a beautiful month. Qing'er looked up at the moon.

Feng Yi also looked up and smiled softly, "It's so beautiful." ”

"The moon in the water is also beautiful. Qing'er looked down at the water.

Feng Yi also looked down and smiled again: "Well, it's beautiful." ”

The little girl straightened up, ran to the stream, bowed a handful of cool stream, looked at the reflection of the full moon in the palm of her hand, and smiled happily: "Childe, look, the moon is in the palm of my hand." ”

Feng Yi didn't look at her palm, in his pupils, Dao Yuehua was like a gentle smoke, spilling into the mortal world. Then, as if being summoned, they all converged towards Qing'er, who was squatting by the stream holding water and looking at the moon.

"Huh?" Feng Yi was puzzled.

But I heard Qing'er say: "Childe, why do I suddenly feel that the stream water is particularly cool tonight, and I really want to go down and play for a while." ”

Feng Yi frowned slightly, but saw that Qing'er had sat on the bluestone by the stream, and began to take off his shoes and socks.

"Childe, go away, don't peek, Qing'er wants to take a bath. Qing'er swayed her little feet and plucked in the stream.

Feng Yi hurriedly reminded: "Be careful of snakes in the water. ”

"Qing'er is not afraid of snakes. Qing'er pouted and waved her hand, urging him to leave quickly.

Feng Yi was helpless, so he had to stand up and turn around.

In the dark, the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall were thirty feet away, and they could still see the scene by the stream.

Feng Yi shouted loudly: "Stay away, dare to look blind, gouge out your eyes." ”

The disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall were shocked and hurriedly flashed into the dense forest on the side of the road.

The trees shook, startling the birds, hovering under the bright moon, on the treetops.

Feng Yi turned his back to the creek and said, "Wash it quickly, let me send it away with the fart." ”

"Okay. Qing'er replied happily.

"Boom la la ......"

It was the sound of the girl stirring the stream, like strings sliding through Feng Yi's heart, making his heart sway.

"I'll go, what do I think? Feng Yi laughed at himself, quickly calmed down, and then walked farther.

Before the footsteps could be completed, he suddenly heard a scream coming from the creek behind him.

Feng Yi was startled, and hurriedly floated back, and asked at the same time, "What's wrong?"

He still turned his back to the creek and did not go to see Qing'er in the stream.

But I heard Qing'er say: "Gong...... Childe, I'm ...... Youkai......"

Her voice trembled, and there was endless fear and panic in her.

Feng Yi couldn't care about the difference between men and women anymore, and hurriedly turned around. But under the moonlight, in the stream, a blue-scaled fish tail the size of a pu fan was slapping the water surface "bang bang bang".

On the water next to the fishtail, Qing'er's little head floated, and her eyes were wide open, revealing a touch of fear.

"Fish monsters?"

Feng Yi was shocked, and hurriedly jumped into the water, swam to Qing'er's side, and hugged her. Prepare to save her from the predicament first, and then turn around and kill the fish monster.

But I didn't expect that after I started it, what I touched was a hard and slippery scale armor.

Looking down, the person in his arms is Qing'er. The long hair is scattered, frightened, the upper body is unclothed, and the delicate body is revealed.

It's just that dense cyan fish scales have grown under the twin peaks, which have spread all the way to the lower abdomen.

The legs were gone, replaced by a blue-scaled fishtail.

"This ......"

Feng Yi was stunned, Qing'er in his arms was still screaming and trembling, hugging his son-in-law tightly, like a bird devastated by the wind and rain, which was pitiful.

"Sharks?"

Feng Yi once saw a record of the merman in Xin Li's medical book.

Although the words are unknown, only a few words, but combined with this situation, he can conclude that the Qing'er in his arms is an adult merman.

"Why?"

For a moment, doubts were like clouds, covering Feng Yi's heart.

Bursts of hurried footsteps sounded behind him, and Feng Yizhi knew that it was a disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall who rushed over, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't come here, go back." ”

The footsteps stopped, and the disciples of the Law Enforcement Hall retreated.

Feng Yi calmed down her fluctuating mood, comforted Qing'er softly, and taught her not to be afraid.

Then he retreated to the shore, and took his clothes and draped them over her, covering the spring light on her breasts.

The merman came out of the water, was baptized by the moonlight, and suddenly the green scales dissipated, and he turned into a girl's body again.

The slender legs were pressed together, and the two tender feet were tightly entangled with fear.

Feng Yi took off his coat, wrapped Qing'er's lower body, hugged her, and sat by the stream under the moonlight.

The night breeze is cool and drifts by.

After a long time, Qing'er finally detached herself from her fear and asked in a low voice, "Childe...... Qing'er is a monster?"

Feng Yi didn't know how to answer.

The merman race can indeed be called a demon species, but unlike demon beasts, they are a race that is transformed by the fusion of the blood of sharks and humans.

It's also a human being, and it's also a demon.

It's just that Feng Yi doesn't understand, why Qing'er has always been a humanoid girl before, and suddenly turned into a shark tonight?

"By the way, today is her fifteenth birthday, and she's an adult, isn't it ......?"

Feng Yi secretly speculated.

Seeing that Gongzi didn't answer, Qing'er's already disappeared fear rose again, and she buried her head in Feng Yi's arms, sobbing silently.

His shoulders trembled, and he was pitiful.

The autumn wind blew in her face, rolling up the girlish smell on Qing'er's body, and she didn't sink into Feng Yi's snort.

In an instant, Feng Yi smelled a faint demonic aura in the refreshing fragrance of the girl.

Demon qi is the smell emitted by demon beasts, tasteless and invisible, and ordinary people can't smell it at all. Only martial artists or Xuan cultivators who are responsible for cultivation can identify it.

All kinds of worries, accompanied by all kinds of doubts, impacted Feng Yi's heart and lungs, making him unable to calm down for a long time.